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She whimpers on the tabletop as I drag my hard cock along her soaked cunt. I do it again, just to torment her some more.
Then I shove my cock inside her.
Her head snaps up from the table, and she lets out a grunt as I settle deep inside her. I draw out slightly and then ram into her again. Another moan spills from her lips.
With that firm grip still on her hips, I start up a hard pace.
And just like she asked for, the wall rattles as the table slams into it with every thrust.
I pound into her. She wiggles on the tabletop and moans even more as the pleasure mounts. Which only makes it increase even more inside my own soul as well. Fucking hell, I love watching her writhe in pleasure like this.
The table thuds against the wall as I rail her.
Her chest heaves, and she clenches and unclenches her hands faster. She presses her forehead against the desk as a series of whimpering pleas drip from her lips.
I slam into her.
She gasps.
Her cunt tightens around my cock, her inner walls fluttering, as release sweeps through her body.
I keep my grip on her hips, helping to hold her steady through the orgasm while I continue pounding into her until I climax as well.
A groan tears from deep within my chest as I come inside her.
Pleasure ricochets through my entire body.
God, I could do this every day. I could spend every day for the rest of my life with Isabella. Playing stupid games that I will lose, fucking each other’s brains out, mocking and teasing each other, eating waffles, andliving.
This past week while she has been recovering from her injuries has been like a dream. A place where time stands still and nothing exists except for the two of us.
But she will be fully healed soon.
And where does that leave us?
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ISABELLA
The floorboards creak faintly as I pace back and forth across my room. Around me, the rest of the house is blessedly silent. Kaden and Jace are presumably in class, or whatever else it is that they do in the middle of a normal weekday. And Rico is away getting us some food. I’m thankful for that, because intense panic has been growing inside me every day for the past week.
Raking my fingers through my hair, I stalk across the smooth floorboards yet again while that pulsing panic in my chest reaches critical levels.
Because this week and a half has been the best ten days of my life.
I love being here. I love trying out different books. I love playing board games. I love watching Rico mess with his cousins. AndIlove messing with Rico. I love hearing him laugh. I love watching his eyes glint with mischief. I love hearing him moan and seeing pleasure flood his features when we fuck. I love spending time with him. I love… him.
All the air is sucked right out of my lungs as that last thought passes through my brain.
Staggering a step sideways, I sit down hard on the bed. The mattress shifts underneath me. I just stare at the wall ahead, feeling shellshocked.
I love Rico Morelli.
The realization makes warmth spread through my chest and sends a surge of hope through me. I want this life. I wanthim. Desperately. I want it so badly that my chest aches. And for a moment, I let myself believe that I can. That this can all be real. Thatwecan be real.
But then that searing panic comes crashing down over me again.
I was a part of the group that murdered his parents.
